Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.
Quote by Shakespeare
Service is no heritage.
Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined,...
O, let my books be then the eloquence and dumb presages of my speaking breast.
Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own
How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a...
His neigh is like the bidding of a monarch, and his countenance enforces homage.
In sleep a king, but, waking, no such matter
Suit the action to the word, the word to the action.
We came into the world like brother and brother; And now lets go hand in...
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling...
To climb steep hills requires slow pace at first.
Go, write it in a martial hand; be curst and brief; it is no matter...
I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking: I could well wish courtesy would...
Alas, I am a woman friendless, hopeless!
Age, I do abhor thee, youth, I do adore thee.
The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.
To be a well-flavored man is the gift of fortune, but to write or read...
Action is eloquence.
When it is obvious that the goals cannot be reached, don't adjust the goals, adjust...
I did not want to be a tree, a flower or a wave. In a...